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Correct Def Wish Iv Lyrics
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[o dawg from menace ii society] "oh nigga guess what! Word got back about the little marks who jacked you! I know where they be kickin it at Down with a 187? " [eiht] Eeerrr... Geah Geah In the muthafuckin house, fool For the 9 to the fizive-o The eihthype thugs in the muthafuckin house Geah And like my nigga e-40 say: We got a colloseum of muthafuckas in here Tha eihthype thugs C. M. W. N. O. T. Are. Lil hawk & bird Da foe I'ma hit you up with the t, so better scoot Out the sunroof of the coupe as I shoot And ain't no crack, little cluck, it's just bullets that I'm slingin Never-be-hangin, one-street-bangin We don't be playin, fools runnin at the fuckin lip Runnin, start runnin, you best not trip Fast from the hip (pop pop) explodin When the 9 mill starts unloadin You better be watchin what you sayin Cause niggas from 159th ain't playin Trey's and 4's and houses start hittin your block Mass hysteria, your bitch-ass gettin scarier Don't wanna catch the slug But you's a mark tryin to be a tree top thug Can't get no respect, well punk, then try this Report your homies for domestic violence For beatin your bitch ass up and down the block Dash, david gash, i'ma tap that ass [o dawg from menace ii society] "now we just gon' find these little marks and smoke 'em Shit it ain't that hard" [eiht] I'ma tell you 'bout the time that we first met The story that you told was some fake bullshit It was me and chill my pal The scene was like the showdown at the O. K. Coral It was you and then about five of y'all hangin Standin in the center lookin like y'all was bangin (ain't nuthin but marks) Approached me with your "p" hat But I was high off the blunt, so I didn't see that But I'm knowin I'm a nigga you love to hate But you grab me by my shoulder and you conversate I shouldn't've fell for it, I should've started slappin Your eyes always dotted, you best stick to rappin David blake: you fake as fuck! I mack your ass like a muthafuckin truck I guess that eye was too black cause you still can't see me Servin me a drink in your khaki bikini Oh geah, just like I said before Ain't nuthin but the ho on my dick Little trick named quik Geah, quick to get fucked one time You better be callin one-time before I pull out my nine And nigga, checks this Fill your lexus full of holes as you slam into poles Niggas should've just told me that you was a mark and I wouldn't've hit you up with that notorious park (you know where we from) Can't fade it, better fear it Got one of your little B. G. 's to write your fuckin lyrics Playin around with the hood you get got Nick name should be spot for that eye you got You and that fake muthafucka who wrote your rap My nigga boom bam gon' slap with the trey-five strap No muthafuckin truce Get the ass cracked over the dome with the fuckin deuce-deuce Don't make me have to act up Cause you's a frail muthafucka with no back up Original bangin on wax, nigga, you fake 'member one-time gaffled, nationwide blue tape Original compton representin to the t Givin out slugs to you fake wanna-be's Go run right through you And before we kill off, remember the 'niew did it to you Slick talkin, fast walkin Nigga, how'd you figure that the e wasn't gon' stand and deliver? You ain't worth a penny Never had a damn eye, dotted so many Times, two times, three times You fall to the floor, you don't want no mo' And if you wanna get with this you best to dash Geah, cause i'ma tap that ass West side Fool, you can't fuck with the gangsta niggas Uh Ain't nuthin but the new style, you know? I likes that, 'the new style' for that ass 9 to the fizive-0, fool You can't fuck with these killas So stay the fuck back And rounds up your little homies and shit Cause we comes a 159 deep nigga True blue from the streets Wessyyyde
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